Shrek Academy, Even Dogs Wouldn't Go There!

As the smoke dissipated, the towering figure of Zhao Wuji was suddenly revealed.

His entire body was covered in a layer of thick brown fur, his height exceeding two and a half meters. His muscles bulged, and his brownish-yellow eyes radiated an overbearing aura.

"You brat, you're Chen Feng?"

Zhao Wuji looked at Chen Feng and demanded coldly.

Although Chen Feng had already guessed that this fellow must be Zhao Wuji, he still asked, "I am indeed, but who might you be?"

Zhao Wuji immediately replied, "Brat Chen Feng, I am Zhao Wuji, the Vice Dean of Shrek Academy. I've heard that you're a maverick—you enter the academy and refuse to follow arrangements or submit to discipline. Is that so?"

Chen Feng glanced at Dai Mubai, and he instantly understood what was going on.

It seemed Dai Mubai had complained to Zhao Wuji.

At this moment, Dai Mubai also looked at Chen Feng, a cold sneer forming on his lips.

Facing Zhao Wuji, Chen Feng felt no fear. He looked at him calmly and said, "What, does your academy restrict personal freedom? Am I not even allowed to walk around as I please?"

Zhao Wuji barked coldly, "You brat, you dare to talk back? Let me tell you, if you want to enter our Shrek Academy, you must submit to our discipline!"

At this, Chen Feng sneered, "Oh, that's perfect, because I have no intention of joining your Shrek Academy at all!"

Chen Feng voiced his true thoughts.

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhao Wuji looked astonished. He stared at Chen Feng and asked, "What? You don't want to join Shrek Academy? Then why did you come to take the assessment?"

Chen Feng remained perfectly calm. He looked ahead at Zhao Wuji and asked coldly, "What, if you go to the market, must you buy something?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Wuji stood frozen, rendered speechless.

Chen Feng continued, "Choosing an academy is my freedom, and joining one is also my freedom. If I choose not to join, can you force me? Besides, joining an academy is a major decision; I was merely here to inspect it. Just now, I was walking around the perimeter of Shrek Academy to evaluate it, and frankly, I am very dissatisfied with your institution. Therefore, I am leaving and have no plans to join. What, if I don't join, are you going to force me to stay?"

Chen Feng's gaze was steady, his tone indifferent.

"You—"

At these words, Zhao Wuji's face darkened, but he could find no retort.

However, Zhao Wuji was not a man who dealt in reason.

In fact, none of them at Shrek Academy dealt in reason.

Their school motto, their rules, and their school culture were all twisted.

Just like that time in the Star Dou Forest when they hunted soul beasts; Dai Mubai had been the one to provoke the conflict, and that fatty Ma Hongjun had been making lewd comments about the girls from the other academy.

It was clearly Shrek Academy's fault, yet Zhao Wuji, who was accompanying them, hadn't stopped them—he had indulged them instead.

Chen Feng had even less reason to join such an academy.

Furthermore, Chen Feng's goal from the very beginning had been singular: to obtain the treasure chest hidden within Shrek Academy.

"Brat, do you think Shrek Academy is a place you can come and go as you please?"

Zhao Wuji roared, a violent aura surging forth as he blocked Chen Feng's path.

"Oh, what, if I don't join, you're going to resort to force?" Chen Feng looked at Zhao Wuji with an icy gaze.

Zhao Wuji stared coldly at Chen Feng and continued, "Brat, your logic may be sound, but you should go out and ask around—when has Old Zhao ever cared about logic in the martial world?"

"I'll give you a chance. If you can withstand three of my moves, I'll let you leave. If you can't, I'll throw you out myself!"

Zhao Wuji was now furious, light radiating from his body as a terrifying pressure was suddenly released.

His eyes glowed, yellow light swirled around him, and the powerful muscles of his body rippled. A formidable pressure instantly enveloped Chen Feng.

Chen Feng understood that Zhao Wuji was determined to use force against him.

"Zhao Wuji, have you thought this through?" Chen Feng asked, unafraid.

He turned toward Chen Feng and continued, "Of course I have. Don't worry, even if you aren't joining Shrek Academy, you're still just a child. I won't beat you to death!"

At this moment, a cold sneer appeared on Dai Mubai's face.

Chen Feng, Teacher Zhao is a Soul Saint. I want to see how you handle him!

Just then, Kamisato Ayaka stepped forward and said to Zhao Wuji, "I'll join in too!"

"Fine, you can both come at me together!"

Zhao Wuji was like a powder keg, ready to ignite at the slightest touch.

Clearly, he had been feeling incredibly stifled by the recent events.

If he didn't find someone to vent on, it would be hard for him to calm down.

Chen Feng looked at Kamisato Ayaka and said, "Don't worry, Ayaka, I'll handle this alone."

Before Chen Feng could finish, Kamisato Ayaka pressed a finger directly against his lips, stopping him from continuing.

Chen Feng froze, looking at Kamisato Ayaka.

Kamisato Ayaka said, "Traveler, today's enemy is different. Let Ayaka fight alongside you!"

Feeling her resolve, Chen Feng nodded slightly and said, "Alright, let us fight together!"

Zhao Wuji looked at Chen Feng and barked coldly, "Kid, little girl, have you finished discussing?"

At this moment, Chen Feng turned a cold gaze toward Zhao Wuji and said coldly:

"Fine, since you insist on fighting me, I shall grant your wish out of the kindness of my heart..."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present was stunned.

"Release your Martial Soul!" Zhao Wuji shouted coldly at Chen Feng.

"Purple Nether."

Chen Feng called out softly, then extended his hand. The next moment, a long purple sword appeared in his grasp.

The purple sword was wreathed in a purplish-black flame, which radiated a terrifying aura as if it intended to incinerate everything in its path.

Two spirit rings condensed around Chen Feng—one yellow and one purple—exposed to the air.

When Chen Feng released his Martial Soul and spirit rings, Dai Mubai and Tang San, standing to the side, were instantly shocked.

They both looked at Chen Feng, their eyes filled with astonishment.

"Wasn't his sword Martial Soul white? How have both its color and shape changed?" Dai Mubai asked in shock.

"Could he have Twin Martial Souls?" Tang San was also extremely surprised. Having studied under Yu Xiaogang, he had learned a great deal about Martial Souls, yet he had never seen such a situation.

At this time, Ning Rongrong immediately said, "No, his Martial Soul was just an ordinary iron sword at the start, and I have never heard of him possessing Twin Martial Souls."

In that moment, an expression of utter shock appeared in Tang San's eyes.

"Could it be... his Martial Soul can evolve!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere was completely ignited, and everyone stared at Chen Feng in shock.

A Martial Soul that could evolve was something they had never seen before.

"Level 28, a thousand-year second spirit ring. No wonder you are so arrogant!" Zhao Wuji was slightly shocked, then spoke up.

Hearing Zhao Wuji identify Chen Feng's spirit power at a glance, the crowd was even more shocked; almost everyone's eyes widened.

"Teacher Zhao, what level did you say he was?" Dai Mubai asked, looking at Zhao Wuji in shock.

"Level 28, why?" Zhao Wuji asked, puzzled.

Dai Mubai muttered, "I fought him just yesterday, and he was only level 23!"

Hearing Dai Mubai's words, almost everyone was stunned, feeling even more shaken.